[OPENING TITLES (SINGLE EPISODE VERSION)/TRANSITION FROM PREVIOUS EPISODE (COMPILATION VERSION)]
[JUSTINE AND REBECCA'S BEDROOM. REBECCA IS SITTING ON HER BED SPRAYING PERFUME ONTO HER WRIST. SHE THEN SEES JUSTINE ENTER AND QUICKLY HIDES THE BOTTLE BEHIND HER BACK.]
Justine: You've got my perfume on, I can smell it!
Rebecca: (takes perfume out from behind her back) Take a chill pill, Justine. I only used, like, three tiny little drops.
Justine: (takes perfume off Rebecca) My dad bought that for special occasions.
Rebecca: (snorts) Yeah. (gets up from bed) I'm sure your diary's jam packed. What are you doing this week? Tea at Buckingham Palace? Or is it ice and a slice with Peter and Jordan?
Justine: Just keep your hands off my stuff, alright, Bex?
Rebecca: I told you, it's Rebecca.
Justine: You know, if you married David Beckham, you'd be "Bex" and "Bex".
Rebecca: Yeah, well, if I ever meet David Beckham, I wouldn't wear that. No wonder they call it "toilet water".
Justine: Right, time for some rules. (She grabs a pink bottle and squirts its contents onto the floor) My side, my door. Your side, your door. Do not cross this line.
Rebecca: Or what? (She steps up to the white line and stares at Justine, who stares at Rebecca)
[A CARTOON ANIMATION. JUSTINE AND REBECCA ARE ON EITHER SIDE OF A WHITE LINE. REBECCA STEPS OVER THE LINE, PROMPTING JUSTINE TO GROWL LIKE A BEAR. HOWEVER, JUSTINE THEN GRINS, PRESSES A BUTTON ON A REMOTE CONTROL ON HER WRIST, WHICH OPENS A TRAP DOOR REVELAING A HOLE WHICH REBECCA FALLS DOWN INTO A POOL OF WATER. JUSTINE LAUGHS.]
[THE FRONT DOORS OF THE DUMPING GROUND. WOLFIE IS SITTING ON THE STEPS PRETENDING THAT HE IS FISHING WITH A FISHING ROD. LOL COMES TO SPEAK TO HIM FROM INSIDE THE HOUSE.]
Lol: Alright, Wolfie?
To be completed